dystopian-fiction

What I always hate is when people call our movement a 'revolution'. For this to be a revolution, we would have to be opposing a standing government. Look around; there is no standing government.

I would cry if I could, but instead I just feel my heart rip apart.

I wanted to punch him and understand him at the same time.

The paperweight was the room he was in, and the coral was Julia's life and his own, fixed in a sort of eternity at the heart of the crystal.

Not many people bothered to look for beauty beyond the greenhouses. They went about life with their heads down, just praying to get through the day, to feed themselves and their family. No one ever did anything to make it better.

There has to be beauty left in the world, Julia," said Kiyu. "Otherwise we have nothing.

It's time, Perry". He let her go. She took a step back, taking in his face one last time. His green eyes. The bend in his nose and the scars on his cheek. All the tiny inperfections that made him beautiful. Without a word, she turned and made her way downhill.

But a thought swarmed in me; what if he, this yellow-eyed being _ in his ridiculous, dirty bundle of trees, in his uncalculated life _ is happier than us?

Feeling lurks in that interval of time between desire and its consummation.

You pays your money and you takes your choice.

People didn__ love all of this when they still had it. If you love something, you do what__ best for it. You don__ destroy it.

Mortal has not been a habitable place for a long time. We have been trying to survive patching it but one day it will break completely. Twinmortal is the future for all of us. You will achieve that future for us by learning has much as you can.

Don__ stay with someone who drives you crazy. Find someone who keeps you sane.

Well one tiny poisonous spider can kill a very large man if it bites him in the right place.

He could argue a case for anything, but that doesn__ change the fact he__ wrong most of the time.

Well, for one, you walk around like you__e so much better than everyone else. We__e all a bunch of soulless animals or somethin_ in your eyes, I guess. You__e the high and mighty one and I ain__ fit to drink your piss.

We don__ want our politicians bending to the whims of whichever corporation has the money to pay them off.

There__ a big difference between being numb to something and being immune to it.